{"id":9377,"date":"2012-12-16T17:35:17","date_gmt":"2012-12-16T17:35:17","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/?p=9377"},"modified":"2012-12-16T17:35:17","modified_gmt":"2012-12-16T17:35:17","slug":"zoe-dumitrescu-busulenga-%e2%80%9cin-copilarie-pomul-de-craciun-era-pentru-mine-sacru%e2%80%9d","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/2012\/12\/16\/zoe-dumitrescu-busulenga-%e2%80%9cin-copilarie-pomul-de-craciun-era-pentru-mine-sacru%e2%80%9d\/","title":{"rendered":"Zoe Dumitrescu-Bu\u015fulenga: \u201c\u00cen copil\u0103rie, pomul de Cr\u0103ciun era pentru mine sacru\u201d"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"\"<\/a>\u00cen num\u0103rul 37\/2008, Rom\u00e2nia literar\u0103 a publicat, cu generozitate, a doua parte a unui interviu cu doamna academician Zoe Dumitrescu-Bu\u015fulenga, realizat \u00een toamna lui 2005. Cea care avea s\u0103\u00a0devin\u0103 Maica Benedicta fusese\u00a0de\u00a0acord cu \u00eenregistrarea pe band\u0103 a povestirii autobiografice. Din p\u0103cate, nu am ajuns s\u0103 imprim\u0103m\u00a0dec\u00e2t o scurt\u0103 parte a bogatelor amintiri, pres\u0103rate cu configur\u0103ri\u00a0de\u00a0portrete care mai\u00a0de\u00a0care mai interesante \u015fi mai vii. Memoria ei fabuloas\u0103 recompunea atmosfera timpului interbelic \u00een care s-a format, \u00eencep\u00e2nd cu momentele luminoase, calde, pline\u00a0de\u00a0haz ale copil\u0103riei. \u00cen 2006, Zoe Dumitrescu-Bu\u015fulenga-Benedicta avea s\u0103 treac\u0103 \u00een ve\u015fnicie. Regretul imens pentru pierderea irevocabil\u0103 a m\u0103rturiei unei vie\u0163i \u00eentru totul alese \u2013 cea a doamnei academician Zoe Dumitrescu-Bu\u015fulenga-Benedicta \u2013 ne va urm\u0103ri \u00eentotdeauna. Nimeni, niciodat\u0103, nu va mai putea evoca, prin\u00a0detalii at\u00e2tde\u00a0revelatoare, printr-un farmec\u00a0deosebit al povestirii, un parcurs biografic \u015fi spiritual unic.<\/p>\n

V\u0103 prezent\u0103m, \u00een transcriere, ultimul episod din \u00eenregistrarea amintit\u0103.<\/p>\n

ZOE DUMITRESCU-BU\u015eULENGA \u2013 Eu am fost un copil foarte bolnav, foarte boln\u0103vicios. Am avut toate bolile copil\u0103riei. Aveam doctorii mei. Mi-aduc aminte, aveam un doctor b\u0103tr\u00e2n, evreu, doctorul \u015eoru. Un om admirabil. Care venea cu cupeul. Pe vremea aceea, doctorul venea cu gentu\u0163a\u00a0deinstrumente \u015fi cu cupeul. \u015ei, \u00een ciuda bolilor care \u00eei \u00eengrozeau pe p\u0103rin\u0163ii mei \u2013 s\u0103racii, eram singurul lor copil!, tata at\u00e2ta m\u0103 dorise c\u0103 era \u00eentotdeauna disperat c\u00e2nd m\u0103 \u00eemboln\u0103veam;\u00a0de\u00a0la trei ani am \u00eenceput cu tuse m\u0103g\u0103reasc\u0103, patru \u2013 pojar, cinci \u2013 scarlatin\u0103, \u015fase \u2013 angin\u0103 difteric\u0103 \u015fi a\u015fa am \u0163inut-o tot timpul -, \u00een vremea acelor boli, \u00een mine se coceau ni\u015fte lucruri, se melanjau, se\u2026<\/p>\n

Teodora Stanciu \u2013 \u2026 <\/em>se pl\u0103m\u0103deau\u2026<\/p>\n

– \u2026 da, se \u00eengem\u0103nau, \u00een acela\u015fi timp. De pild\u0103, gustul s\u0103rb\u0103torii. Gustul s\u0103rb\u0103torii m\u0103 ajuta s\u0103 trec peste aceste perioade\u00a0negre. Pentru mine, Cr\u0103ciunul \u015fi Sf\u00e2ntul Nicolae erau s\u0103rb\u0103tori nemaipomenite. Pe tata \u00eel chema Nicolae, patronul casei noastre era Sf\u00e2ntul Nicolae \u015fi m\u0103tu\u015file noastre \u015fi bunicile veneau \u015fi ne-aduceau tot felul\u00a0de\u00a0cadouri. \u015ei mama l\u0103sa u\u015fa la sob\u0103\u00a0deschis\u0103, eu aveam p\u0103tucul spre sob\u0103, pantofeii erau l\u00e2ng\u0103 sob\u0103, auzeam eu ni\u015fte f\u00e2\u015f\u00e2it\u00a0de\u00a0h\u00e2rtie pe sus, pe scara interioar\u0103, dar m\u0103 g\u00e2ndeam c\u0103 o fi Sf\u00e2ntul Nicolae din sob\u0103. Totdeauna g\u0103seam ni\u015fte cadouri admirabile\u00a0de\u00a0la m\u0103tu\u015fi, mai ales\u00a0de\u00a0la cea\u00a0de-a treia, Elvira, care era foarte generoas\u0103. Ea mi-aducea tot felul\u00a0de\u00a0juc\u0103rii: mobil\u0103\u00a0de\u00a0p\u0103pu\u015fi, case\u00a0de\u00a0p\u0103pu\u015fi. Se f\u0103ceau pe vremea aceea ni\u015fte juc\u0103rii nemaipomenite, fermec\u0103toare!<\/p>\n

– Cu mai mult\u0103 imagina\u0163ie!<\/p>\n

– \u00centr-adev\u0103r, erau o frumuse\u0163e! De Cr\u0103ciun, Pomul era pentru mine sacru. Acolo am avut sentimentul sacrului. \u015etiind c\u0103 M\u00e2ntuitorul s-a n\u0103scut, bine\u00een\u0163eles\u00a0dedesubt era o cre\u015f\u0103 (scena Na\u015fterii M\u00e2ntuitorului) \u015fi eu aveam un fel\u00a0de\u2026\u00a0de\u00a0extaz, un fel\u00a0de\u2026 spaim\u0103 admirativ\u0103, fericit\u0103. \u015ei am \u015fi f\u0103cut o isprav\u0103 \u00eentr-o zi, fiindc\u0103\u00a0pomul\u00a0se punea \u00een salon. Pomul era foarte mare, salonul \u00eenalt \u015fi elegant, cu covoare\u00a0de\u00a0Beauvais \u015fi cu mobil\u0103 Louis XVI \u2013 ce s-o fi ales\u00a0de\u00a0ele, nu mai \u015ftiu! -, oglinzi vene\u0163iene. Acest salon se \u00eenchidea dup\u0103 ce se orna Pomul, c\u0103ci sobele\u00a0de\u00a0faian\u0163\u0103,\u00a0desalon, albe, nu trebuiau \u00eencinse foarte mult, pentru c\u0103 se mai \u015fi stricau. \u015ei eu eram tot timpul cu mintea acolo. De la mine,\u00a0de\u00a0jos \u2013 salonul era sus, \u00een dreapta, pe scar\u0103. \u00centr-o zi, mi-am spus c\u0103 nu se poate, trebuie s\u0103 m\u0103 duc s\u0103 v\u0103d, e globul acela\u2026 Era un glob care m\u0103 fascina, era multicolor \u015fi culorile erau u\u015for transparente, prin sticlu\u0163e care imitau vitraliile. \u015ei aveau ni\u015fte culori superbe! Mi-am luat inima \u00een din\u0163i \u015fi m-am suit pe sc\u0103ri, dou\u0103 r\u00e2nduri\u00a0de\u00a0sc\u0103ri: o dat\u0103 \u00een sus, a doua oar\u0103 \u00een sus \u015fi am\u00a0deschis. Era\u00a0deschis! \u015ei am intrat. Am fost fericit\u0103! \u015ei am ridicat m\u00e2nu\u0163a \u015fi am vrut s\u0103 ajung la glob \u015fi am tras\u00a0pomul\u00a0care a c\u0103zut peste mine. \u015ei am ie\u015fit. Am \u00eenchis u\u015fa, lovit\u0103, pr\u0103p\u0103dit\u0103. M-am b\u0103gat \u00een pat \u015fi m-am \u00eemboln\u0103vit\u00a0deam\u0103r\u0103ciune. \u015ei atunci eram tot a\u015fa\u00a0de\u00a0hipersensibil\u0103 ca \u015fi acum! \u015ei nu \u015ftiau ce s-a \u00eent\u00e2mplat cu mine, c\u0103 n-au intrat vreo dou\u0103-trei zile \u00een salon. Iar c\u00e2nd s-au dus \u015fi au v\u0103zut isprava\u2026 \u015fi-au dat seama c\u0103 din pricina asta sunt bolnav\u0103.<\/p>\n

Dar, v\u0103 spun, aveau s\u0103rb\u0103torile o priz\u0103 asupra mea extraordinar\u0103! Le tr\u0103iam cum nu mai tr\u0103im ast\u0103zi, cum nu mai tr\u0103iesc ast\u0103zi nici eu\u2026 Tr\u0103iesc cu ra\u0163iunea \u015fi cu spiritul, dar sentimental, afectiv, nu mai am arderea aceea a inimii. Iar mai interesant e c\u0103 noaptea m\u0103 ridicam \u00een p\u0103tuc. Uneori \u00eemi f\u0103ceau un br\u0103du\u0163 la mine \u00een camer\u0103. \u015ei m\u0103 uitam noaptea, fire\u015fte iarna sunt curen\u0163i\u00a0de\u00a0c\u0103ldur\u0103 \u00een cas\u0103, iar globurile se mai mi\u015fc\u0103 pu\u0163in. Eu eram convins\u0103 c\u0103 sunt \u00eengera\u015fii care mi\u015fc\u0103 globurile. \u015ei aveam o dragoste\u00a0de\u00a0\u00eengeri \u015fi o sete\u00a0de\u00a0\u00eengeri \u015fi o credin\u0163\u0103 c\u0103 sunt \u00eengera\u015fii! Iar c\u00e2nd am fost bolnav\u0103\u00a0de\u00a0scarlatin\u0103 \u015fi era foarte grav, era s\u0103 mor, am visat un vis cu \u00eengeri. \u015ei m-am sculat, m-am ridicat \u00een picioru\u015fe \u015fi am spus:<\/p>\n

\u201c- Mam\u0103, mam\u0103, \u0163ine-m\u0103, eu vreau s\u0103 zbor!<\/p>\n

– Ce ai, mam\u0103 drag\u0103, ce s-a \u00eent\u00e2mplat?<\/p>\n

– Vreau s\u0103 zbor! Am visat un vis cu \u00eengera\u015fii \u015fi ei zburau \u015fi zburam \u015fi eu! Aveau un fel\u00a0de\u00a0aripi, vreau \u015fi eu s\u0103 zbor cu \u00eengera\u015fii!\u201d<\/p>\n

Mama s-a uitat a\u015fa\u00a0de\u00a0disperat\u0103 la mine, a crezut c\u0103 mor. Dar nu. A fost spre binele meu acel vis.<\/p>\n

Pe\u00a0de\u00a0alt\u0103 parte, plictisindu-m\u0103\u00a0de\u00a0at\u00e2ta boal\u0103, \u00eenv\u0103\u0163asem s\u0103 citesc, singur\u0103, singur\u0103! \u015ei \u015fti\u0163i dup\u0103 ce? Dup\u0103 ziarul Universul! Ziarul Universul circula atunci foarte mult. De la majuscule am \u00eenceput s\u0103 citesc. \u015ei am \u00eenceput s\u0103 citesc a\u015fa\u00a0de\u00a0bine, \u00eenc\u00e2t dup\u0103 c\u00e2teva luni\u00a0de\u00a0zile citeam foiletonul. Primul foileton din Universul. \u015ei care crede\u0163i c\u0103 era? O fi \u015fi asta treab\u0103\u00a0de\u00a0destin? Jane Eyre al lui Charlotte Br\u00f6nte,\u00a0despre care aveam s\u0103 scriu peste 60\u00a0de\u00a0ani. (R\u00e2de\u00a0cu poft\u0103)<\/p>\n

– A fost un semn al\u00a0destinului, \u00eentr-adev\u0103r. \u015ei c\u00e2nd au aflat p\u0103rin\u0163ii dvs. c\u0103 \u015fti\u0163i s\u0103 citi\u0163i?<\/p>\n

– Mama a\u00a0descoperit. Era cu mine \u00een tren \u015fi mergeam la M\u0103r\u0103\u015fe\u015fti. Cu o sta\u0163ie \u00eenainte\u00a0de\u00a0M\u0103r\u0103\u015fe\u015fti, la Guge\u015fti, am \u00eenceput s\u0103 spun pe litere: g, u, g, e, \u015f, t, i\u2026 Mama m-a \u00eentrebat\u00a0de\u00a0unde\u00a0\u015ftiu, c\u0103ci ai mei nu \u015ftiau c\u0103 \u015ftiu s\u0103 citesc. Am \u00eenv\u0103\u0163at singur\u0103. \u015ei atunci tat\u0103l meu, care voia s\u0103 m\u0103 fac\u0103 cu orice pre\u0163 un geniu, numai c\u0103 eu a\u015fa \u00eel\u00a0dezam\u0103geam!, voia s\u0103 m\u0103 pun\u0103 s\u0103 recit \u00een fa\u0163a musafirilor, a prietenilor. \u015ei eu eram timid\u0103, \u00eengrozitor\u00a0detimid\u0103. \u015ei m\u0103 \u00eempiedecam, uitam \u015fi \u2026 tata spunea \u201cIar m-a f\u0103cut\u00a0de\u00a0r\u00e2s! (r\u00e2de) Iar m-a f\u0103cut\u00a0de\u00a0r\u00e2s!\u201d \u015ei a \u00eenceput,\u00a0de\u00a0fapt am\u00e2ndoi au \u00eenceput s\u0103 lucreze cu mine. Tata cu o anumit\u0103 direc\u0163ie. Mama, tot la imboldul lui taic\u0103-meu, mi-a pus \u00een m\u00e2n\u0103 pe Eminescu, edi\u0163ii pentru copii, Sadoveanu. Mama era filolog, fusese studenta lui Densu\u015fianu, \u015fi biblioteca noastr\u0103 era foarte mare \u015fi foarte bun\u0103. Mama avea biblioteca ei\u00a0de\u00a0literatur\u0103 rom\u00e2n\u0103 \u015fi fran\u0163uzeasc\u0103, tata avea biblioteca lui\u00a0de\u00a0jurist. Deci \u015fi rom\u00e2n\u0103, \u015fi francez\u0103, dar \u015fi filosofie. Atunci, treptat, treptat, au \u00eenceput s\u0103-mi fac\u0103 mie bibliotec\u0103. Iar mama avea toat\u0103 opera lui Sadoveanu, fiindc\u0103, \u00een vremea aceea, \u00een fiecare an, Sadoveanu scotea o carte. Ceea ce era, pentru mine, o bucurie\u00a0deosebit\u0103. \u015ei erau anii, poate, ai operei lui celei mai pl\u0103cute, mai accesibile.<\/p>\n

\u00centre timp am intrat la \u015fcoal\u0103, la maici, la Pitar Mo\u015f. Nu mi-a pl\u0103cut \u015fcoaladefel! Cum nu-mi place nici acuma! Nu mi-a pl\u0103cut niciodat\u0103! M\u0103 \u00eentrebau to\u0163i: \u201cCe vrei s\u0103 te faci c\u00e2nd o s\u0103 fii mare?\u201d. \u201cOrice vreau s\u0103 m\u0103 fac, numai profesoar\u0103 nu!\u201d r\u0103spundeam. Profesoar\u0103 am fost! Pe\u00a0de\u00a0alt\u0103 parte, \u00eemi spuneau unii: \u201cUnde\u00a0ai vrea s\u0103 stai c\u00e2nd o s\u0103 fii mare?\u201d. \u201cOriunde, numai pe Calea Grivi\u0163ei nu!\u201d. \u015ei acolo am stat aproape toat\u0103 via\u0163a! (r\u00e2de\u00a0din nou)<\/p>\n

– Formidabil! Probabil alt semn al\u00a0destinului.<\/p>\n

– Da, sunt ni\u015fte chestii! Am vrut s\u0103 fac muzic\u0103 \u015fi nu s-a putut. La 18 ani m-am \u00eemboln\u0103vit\u00a0de\u00a0pl\u0103m\u00e2ni \u015fi gata, s-a dus muzica!<\/p>\n

Deci am intrat la maici. Cu franceza nu mi-a fost greu, pentru c\u0103 \u00een casa noastr\u0103 se vorbea fran\u0163uze\u015fte \u00een mod curent. Venise\u00a0de\u00a0la Paris \u015fi Tante Sofia, sora mai mic\u0103 a mamei, care-\u015fi f\u0103cuse la Sorbona doctoratul cu Mario Rocques1. \u015ei se vorbea la noi fran\u0163uze\u015fte curent. Cu germana a fost mai greu, pentru c\u0103 am \u00eenv\u0103\u0163at s\u0103 scriu mai \u00eent\u00e2i cu litere gotice,\u00a0deaceea scriu a\u015fa\u00a0de\u00a0ur\u00e2t p\u00e2n\u0103 acum. Atunci se scria nem\u0163e\u015fte gotic. N-a fost foarte u\u015for. Bine\u00een\u0163eles, gramatic\u0103 masiv, \u015fi la francez\u0103, \u015fi la german\u0103. Era bine c\u0103 am \u00eenv\u0103\u0163at gramatica la maici, pentru c\u0103 la liceu, dup\u0103 aceea, eram cea mai bun\u0103 elev\u0103 la francez\u0103, la doamna Pogoneanu, care era absolvent\u0103\u00a0de\u00a0\u00c9cole Normale\u00a0de\u00a0S\u010dvre. Elle \u00e9tait normalienne!<\/p>\n

– \u015ei exigent\u0103!<\/p>\n

– Da. Eram cea mai bun\u0103 la ea,\u00a0de\u015fi era foarte exigent\u0103! Aveam to\u0163i aceast\u0103 superioritate a st\u0103p\u00e2nirii foarte bune a gramaticii, chiar dac\u0103 \u015ftiusem fran\u0163uze\u015fte a\u015fa cum vorbe\u015fte toat\u0103 lumea! Bon!<\/p>\n

\u00cent\u00e2i m-am adaptat greu la \u015fcoal\u0103, la maici. Mi-aduc aminte\u00a0de\u00a0Maica Edwine, draga\u00a0de\u00a0ea! Era maica\u00a0de\u00a0german\u0103. Ele aveau plastroanele acelea albe, apretate foarte tare. \u015ei mie mi se f\u0103cea r\u0103u aproape \u00een fiecare zi. \u015ei ea m\u0103 scotea afar\u0103 \u015fi m\u0103 lua cu capul pe pieptul ei: \u201cWas hast du, Mein Kind?\u201d2 Iar eu r\u0103spundeam \u201cIch weiss nicht, ich f\u00fchle so\u2026\u201d3. \u015ei m\u0103 lua \u00een gr\u0103din\u0103 \u015fi-mi spunea tot felul\u00a0de\u00a0lucruri. Pe urm\u0103 mi se f\u0103cea bine \u015fi m\u0103 \u00eentorceam \u00een clas\u0103. Dar aveam a\u015fa o stare\u2026 nu-mi pl\u0103cea! Sculat\u0103 diminea\u0163a, la 7, m\u0103 f\u0103ceam c\u0103 mi-e r\u0103u, dar mama, nimic: \u201cLas\u0103, las\u0103, las\u0103, las\u0103, du-te, uite, te \u00eencal\u0163 eu\u201d. M\u0103 \u00eenc\u0103l\u0163a ea. M\u0103 \u00eembr\u0103ca frumos. \u201cTe duci la maici!\u201d M\u0103 b\u0103gau \u00een ma\u015fin\u0103 \u015fi m\u0103 duceam la \u015fcoal\u0103. Fiindc\u0103 \u00eentre timp tata\u00a0devenise\u00a0demnitar\u00a0de\u00a0stat, era\u2026<\/p>\n

– Ministru secretar\u00a0de\u00a0stat \u00een guvernul Maniu.<\/p>\n

– Ministru secretar\u00a0de\u00a0stat \u00een guvernul Maniu. \u015ei tot atunci l-am cunoscut \u015fi pe Maniu. Da!<\/p>\n

– C\u00e2\u0163i ani avea\u0163i atunci?<\/p>\n

– Cred c\u0103 7 sau a\u015fa ceva. St\u0103team la poart\u0103. \u00cemi pl\u0103cea s\u0103 stau la poart\u0103, spre disperarea p\u0103rin\u0163ilor. Era obicei \u0163\u0103r\u0103nesc! St\u0103team la poart\u0103, dar \u00een\u0103untru, nu afar\u0103. M\u0103 \u0163ineam\u00a0de\u00a0grilaj. \u015ei acum este aceea\u015fi poart\u0103. Atunci se\u00a0depuneau c\u0103r\u0163ile\u00a0de\u00a0vizit\u0103 c\u00e2nd se cuno\u015fteau ni\u015fte oameni \u015fi intrau \u00een ni\u015fte rela\u0163ii mai str\u00e2nse. \u015ei Maniu a venit cu ma\u015fina \u015fi a\u00a0depus c\u0103r\u0163ile\u00a0de\u00a0vizit\u0103 la cutia po\u015ftal\u0103 care era \u00een\u0103untru. \u015ei eu, \u00een poart\u0103, \u00een\u0163epenit\u0103, \u00eencremenit\u0103. \u015ei el, dr\u0103gu\u0163, cu ochii lui alba\u015ftri, avea ochii alba\u015ftri, foarte gentil. Eu \u2013 f\u0103r\u0103 grai.<\/p>\n

Tata \u00eencepuse\u00a0deci cu mine, \u00eencet-\u00eencet, opera\u0163ia\u00a0de\u00a0orientare pe calea ra\u0163ionalismului. \u00cencet-\u00eencet, \u00eencet-\u00eencet. Nu chiar atunci. Dar bine\u00een\u0163eles \u00een conversa\u0163ii. El lucrase \u015fi la Geneva, la Bureau International du travail, la Liga Na\u0163iunilor, cu Albert Thomas, un francez foarte cunoscut pentru activitatea lui pentru muncitori. Tata venise \u00eenc\u0103rcat\u00a0de\u00a0c\u0103r\u0163i\u00a0de\u00a0acolo. \u015ei \u00eencepuse s\u0103-mi pun\u0103 \u00een m\u00e2n\u0103 pove\u015ftile mai accesibile: pove\u015ftile lui Voltaire.<\/p>\n

– Zadig, Candide.<\/p>\n

– Zadig, Candide\u00a0etc. Citeam. El m\u0103 \u00eentreba dac\u0103 mi-a pl\u0103cut. Discutamdespre fiecare \u00een parte\u2026 Dup\u0103 aceea,\u00a0de\u00a0la maici, unde\u00a0nu f\u0103ceam at\u00e2ta literatur\u0103, am intrat la \u015ecoala Central\u0103 \u015fi acolo a \u00eenceput literatura. \u015ei, cum zic, Madame Pogoneanu, pe care am avut-o profesoar\u0103 7 ani\u00a0de\u00a0zile, \u00een al optulea s-a pensionat, avea obiceiul s\u0103 ne controleze lecturile \u00een vacan\u0163\u0103. Trebuia s\u0103-i prezent\u0103m, \u00een prima zi dup\u0103 vacan\u0163\u0103, carne\u0163elul cu lecturi. \u015ei fetele, colegele mele, veneau cu Biblioth\u010dque Rose4, cu Semaine\u00a0de\u00a0Susette5, ceea ce se publica pe vremea aceea pentru copii, La Comtesse\u00a0de\u00a0S\u00e9gur, bine\u00een\u0163eles. Ea era cu Biblioth\u010dque Rose. \u015ei hop \u015fi eu cu Voltaire al meu. Ea: \u201cCe n\u2019est pas possible, Zoe! Qu\u2019est-ce que tu sais, qu\u2019est-ce que tu as compris?\u201d \u015ei reie\u015fea c\u0103 j\u2019ai compris quelque chose, quand m\u0119me! \u015ei ea: \u201cRaconte-moi quelque chose!\u201d I-am \u201cracontat\u201d, i-am povestit. A r\u0103mas impresionat\u0103. Anul viitor, tata mi-a pus \u00een m\u00e2n\u0103 Si\u010dcle\u00a0de\u00a0Louis XIV6. Era \u015fi mai greu. Dar \u00eemi b\u0103ga cu bun\u0103 \u015ftiin\u0163\u0103 \u015fi comenta cu mine, ca s\u0103 vad\u0103 dac\u0103 am citit \u015fi ca s\u0103-mi inculce treptat, cum s\u0103 zic, o viziune negativ\u0103\u00a0despre absolutismul monarhic. Fiindc\u0103 el era cam\u00a0de\u00a0st\u00e2nga, \u00eentruc\u00e2t \u0163\u0103r\u0103ni\u015ftii erau\u00a0de\u00a0st\u00e2nga. \u015ei, pe urm\u0103, el avea idei chiar u\u015for socializante, a\u015fa, din aripa aia a lor socializant\u0103. Al treilea an, nu mai \u0163in minte ce-a fost. \u015etiu c\u0103 am ajuns p\u00e2n\u0103 \u00een clasa a \u015faptea la Auguste Comte, Philosophie positive.<\/p>\n

– Deja filosofia pozitivist\u0103!<\/p>\n

– Da, da. Iar Madame Pogoneanu: \u201cMais c\u2019est impossible! Dis-moi alors quelles sont les \u00e9tats \u2026\u201d7 \u015ei i le-am spus. Nu mai \u015ftia ce s\u0103 zic\u0103. Era foarte exigent\u0103 \u015fi foarte sever\u0103. Dar vedea c\u0103 nu poate s\u0103 m\u0103 prind\u0103 cu nicio lectur\u0103 nef\u0103cut\u0103. C\u0103ci taic\u0103-miu \u00eemi b\u0103ga bine \u00een cap. Nu v\u0103 spun c\u0103 la 15 ani mi l-a pus pe Descartes \u00een m\u00e2n\u0103. Am edi\u0163ia Descartes. \u00cei sunt recunosc\u0103toare. Atunci \u00eel bomb\u0103neam. Dar acum \u00eei sunt foarte recunosc\u0103toare pentru ce-a f\u0103cut pentru mine. \u015ei o prieten\u0103\u00a0de-ale mele, o prieten\u0103\u00a0de\u00a0\u015fcoal\u0103: \u201cZozi, mare p\u0103rinte a fost tat\u0103l t\u0103u, c\u0103 te-a orientat \u015fi s-a ocupat\u00a0de\u00a0tine. Tat\u0103l meu nu s-a ocupat\u00a0de\u00a0mine. \u015ei \u0163i-a f\u0103cut cultura asta fran\u0163uzeasc\u0103\u00a0deplin\u0103\u201d. Mi-a luat toat\u0103 colec\u0163ia Flammarion. A, voil\u0155! Fetelor (Oana, Teodora), le vede\u0163i pe alea ur\u00e2te, galbene din bibliotec\u0103? Raftul\u00a0de\u00a0jos. Acolo sunt un sfert din c\u0103r\u0163ile Flammarion pe care mi le lua tata. Dac\u0103 v\u0103 pute\u0163i apleca, a\u0163i vedea Racine, Corneille, Moli\u010dre, complete, toate. Ce ai luat \u00een m\u00e2n\u0103?<\/p>\n

– Corneille, Th\u00e9\u00e2tre, 1928.<\/p>\n

– Corneille\u2026 Uite \u00een ce hal sunt! (contempl\u0103 volumul) Pe asta a \u015fi legat-o s\u0103racul tata. Din dou\u0103 volume a f\u0103cut unul. Tata mi-a f\u0103cut o cultur\u0103 fran\u0163uzeasc\u0103 temeinic\u0103, solid\u0103.<\/p>\n

– Literar\u0103, filosofic\u0103!<\/p>\n

– \u015ei literar\u0103, \u015fi filosofic\u0103. \u015ei eu am f\u0103cut specialit\u0103\u0163i: engleza-germana. (R\u00e2de) Toat\u0103 lumea m\u0103 \u00eentreba: \u201cCum, drag\u0103, c\u00e2nd tu e\u015fti a\u015fa\u00a0dest\u0103p\u00e2n\u0103 pe francez\u0103, faci german\u0103 \u015fi englez\u0103?\u201d \u015ei s\u0103 vede\u0163i\u00a0de\u00a0ce nu am f\u0103cut francez\u0103.<\/p>\n

– Voia\u0163i s\u0103 face\u0163i ce nu \u015ftia\u0163i, nu?<\/p>\n

– Da. S\u0103 vede\u0163i. C\u00e2nd s\u0103 m\u0103 duc la facultate, s\u0103 m\u0103 \u00eenscriu la Litere, la Drept m\u0103 \u00eenscrisesem, \u00eencepusem\u00a0deja (Lui tata nu-i f\u0103cuse pl\u0103cere, pentru c\u0103 el voia s\u0103 fiu medic. Am f\u0103cut \u015ftiin\u0163e juridice, tot ca el. Era doctor \u00een drept. \u00cenc\u0103 erau portarii\u00a0de\u00a0pe vremea lui \u015fi bibliotecarul\u00a0de\u00a0pe vremea lui, la facultate.), \u015fi m-am dus la Filologie, iar cel mai faimos atunci era Perie\u0163eanu. Era fantastic! Am zis s\u0103 m\u0103 duc \u015fi eu s\u0103 v\u0103d cum e. Dac\u0103 \u00eemi convine, dac\u0103 \u00eemi place, dac\u0103\u2026 M\u0103 duc eu la un seminar. Vai, drag\u0103 Dora, f\u0103cea gramatic\u0103, L\u2019imparfait du subjonctif. (r\u00e2de\u00a0cu poft\u0103) Noi \u015ftiam asta, vorba aceea,\u00a0de\u00a0la maici, l\u2019imparfait du subjonctif! Am zis pa! Am ie\u015fit \u015fi am plecat! Ce s\u0103 fac? Ce \u015ftiu!? S\u0103 fac ce nu \u015ftiu! Engleze\u015fte \u015ftiam mai pu\u0163in. \u00cenv\u0103\u0163asem engleze\u015fte, tot la \u015ecoala Central\u0103,\u00a0de\u00a0la clasa a cincea \u00een sus, a cincea, a \u015fasea, a \u015faptea, a opta, patru ani. F\u0103cusem \u015fi greac\u0103. Doi ani sau trei. Opt ani\u00a0de\u00a0latin\u0103. \u00cenv\u0103\u0163am atunci! Se f\u0103cea carte! Am ie\u015fit\u00a0de\u00a0acolo oameni\u00a0de\u00a0cultur\u0103.<\/p>\n

– A\u015fa este!<\/p>\n

– Bine\u00een\u0163eles c\u0103 nu toat\u0103 lumea, nu toate fetele\u2026<\/p>\n

– Dar sistemul era f\u0103cut pentru a\u015fa ceva, pentru cultur\u0103 solid\u0103.<\/p>\n

– \u00centr-adev\u0103r! Te ui\u0163i ast\u0103zi, eu sunt disperat\u0103, drag\u0103 Dora, boala mea \u015fide\u00a0aici e hr\u0103nit\u0103, din aceast\u0103 disperare. Se duce neamul \u0103sta, m\u0103i copii!<\/p>\n

– Cade\u00a0\u00een\u00a0deriziune foarte tare.<\/p>\n

– Cineva a zis acum c\u00e2teva zile: \u201cOare ne-am prostit noi sau cineva e pus s\u0103 ne distrug\u0103?\u201d Sunt convins\u0103 c\u0103 cineva e pus s\u0103 ne distrug\u0103, nu se mai poate! S\u0103 ne t\u00e2mpeasc\u0103 a\u015fa!<\/p>\n

– Dar nici la nivel mondial nu se mai pune accent\u00a0deosebit pe o cultur\u0103 solid\u0103.<\/p>\n

– A\u015fa este. \u00centr-o var\u0103, au venit la V\u0103ratec ni\u015fte francezi. \u015ei au zis c\u0103 \u201cElle nous a dit\u00a0des choses \u00e9pouvantables\u201d, je les ai \u00e9pouvant\u00e9, je leur ai dit\u00a0des choses \u00e9pouvantables8. Eu eram bolnav\u0103, n-aveam nici glas. \u015ei le-am explicat, totu\u015fi, aceste lucruri. S-au dus la Paris \u015fi au zis: Ne-a spus femeia asta ni\u015fte lucruri,\u00a0de\u00a0ne-a z\u0103p\u0103cit. Pentru c\u0103 ei nu se g\u00e2ndeau la asta niciodat\u0103.<\/p>\n

– Nu are cine s\u0103 le mai spun\u0103.<\/p>\n

– Da, asta e: nu are cine s\u0103 le spun\u0103 aceste lucruri. Asta le-am spus: Eu nu m\u0103 mai tem. Je crains plus personne!9 Ce o s\u0103-mi fac\u0103 mie? \u015ei aici, \u00een Rom\u00e2nia! Elvira, sor\u0103-mea, se teme. Eu nu m\u0103 tem.<\/p>\n

\u015ei cei\u00a0de\u00a0la Alba Iulia zic la fel. Uite, acolo, pe servant\u0103 sunt scrisorile\u00a0dela fanii mei,\u00a0de\u00a0la Alba Iulia. Acolo este \u015fi un interviu trimis\u00a0de\u00a0unul dintre fani (r\u00e2de) cu revista liceului. El este \u00een ultimul an \u015fi vrea s\u0103 \u00eencheie \u015fefia lui\u00a0de\u00a0redac\u0163ie la revist\u0103, \u00eentruc\u00e2t pleac\u0103. Termin\u0103 clasa a XII-a \u015fi vrea s\u0103\u2026<\/p>\n

– \u2026 s\u0103 termine apoteotic!<\/p>\n

– Daa, apoteotic. \u015ei m\u0103 \u00eentreab\u0103 ce cred eu\u00a0despre postmodernism.<\/p>\n

– Am v\u0103zut, postmodernism. (R\u00e2dem \u00eempreun\u0103)<\/p>\n

– \u015etie el ce o s\u0103-i spun! Dar m\u0103 cheam\u0103 to\u0163i acolo, la Alba Iulia. \u015ei acum ce-au n\u0103scocit, ca s\u0103 m\u0103 aduc\u0103. M\u0103 sun\u0103 rectorul Blaga: \u201cDoamn\u0103, pe ziua\u00a0de\u00a013 mai v\u0103 facem Doctor Honoris Causa al Universit\u0103\u0163ii noastre\u201d. Zic: \u201cDomnule Blaga, dar nu merit eu o chestie din aceasta, fugi\u0163i\u00a0de-aici!\u201d<\/p>\n

– Cum adic\u0103? De ce nu merita\u0163i?<\/p>\n

– \u201cL\u0103sa\u0163i-m\u0103, eu sunt nec\u0103jit\u0103, un om pr\u0103p\u0103dit, sunt ca o umbr\u0103, nu pot sui nici pe scen\u0103\u201d. \u201cNu se poate, zice el, nu se poate! Toat\u0103 lumea se roag\u0103 aici pentru dumneavoastr\u0103\u201d. To\u0163i \u00eemi spun asta. Toat\u0103 lumea se roag\u0103. Pentru ce? (ni se adreseaz\u0103) C\u0103 am \u0163inut o conferin\u0163\u0103 acolo?<\/p>\n

– Era cuv\u00e2ntul dumneavoastr\u0103 care-i fascina.<\/p>\n

– Poate pentru c\u0103 le-am spus lucruri care nu se spun.<\/p>\n

– Sigur c\u0103 da. Au un orizont\u00a0de\u00a0a\u015fteptare \u015fi\u2026<\/p>\n

– \u2026 \u015fi le-am spus ce nu se spune\u2026<\/p>\n

– Se mai \u00eent\u00e2mpl\u0103 ceva: unii teologi au doar \u015ftiin\u0163\u0103 teologic\u0103. Unii litera\u0163i, doar literar\u0103. Or, la dumneavoastr\u0103 vin, \u00een albia aceasta a erudi\u0163iei, toate.<\/p>\n

– \u015ei eu am avut \u015fi nenum\u0103rate experien\u0163e\u2026 \u00cen Italia am aflat c\u0103 New Age este o doctrin\u0103 satanic\u0103. \u015ei toat\u0103 lumea o considera colosal\u0103! Nu se poate! Aceste lucuri nu se \u015ftiu! Chirac scoate din constitu\u0163ia european\u0103 cre\u015ftinismul. Le-am spus francezilor care au venit la V\u0103ratec: \u201cCum a\u0163i uitat acest lucru?\u201d. Ei ziceau: \u201cNous avons oubli\u00e9 \u00e7a\u201d. \u201cComment?\u201d C\u00e2nd zice Paul Valery c\u0103 \u201cLes trois piliers\u00a0de\u00a0l\u2019esprit europ\u00e9en: la philosophie grecque, le droit romain et l\u2019\u00c9glise catolique\u201d10. El zice catolique, dar este \u00e9glise, \u00e9glise chretienne. Cel care st\u0103 aici (ne arat\u0103 o fotografie) era \u015feful grupului. \u015ei el a zis c\u0103 \u201cElle nous a dit\u00a0des choses \u00e9pouvantables, elle nous a \u00e9puvant\u00e9!\u201d11. P\u0103i s-au trezit, ca ai mei\u00a0de\u00a0la Alba Iulia.<\/p>\n

– Nu are cine s\u0103-i trezeasc\u0103.<\/p>\n

– Copiii \u0103\u015ftia\u00a0de\u00a0la Alba Iulia pl\u00e2ngeau \u015fi veneau \u015fi m\u0103 pupau. B\u0103ie\u0163ii \u0103\u015ftia\u00a0de\u00a018-19 ani! Doamn\u0103, nu ne-a spus nimeni ceea ce ne spune\u0163i dvs. \u015ei studen\u0163ii\u00a0de\u00a0la teologie, la fel, veneau \u015fi m\u0103 \u00eembr\u0103\u0163i\u015fau. \u015ei pl\u00e2ngeau. Eu n-am v\u0103zut copii pl\u00e2ng\u00e2nd dup\u0103 conferin\u0163e!<\/p>\n

– Formidabil!<\/p>\n

– \u015ei-am zis Doamne, Doamne fere\u015fte! S\u0103 nu cread\u0103 Dumnezeu c\u0103-mi fac prozeli\u0163i!<\/p>\n

– A fost o energie a cuv\u00e2ntului \u015fi un adev\u0103r pe care l-au absorbit, maidegrab\u0103 l-au sorbit\u2026<\/p>\n

– \u2026 dragii\u00a0de\u00a0ei\u2026<\/p>\n

– Ca \u015fi cei\u00a0de\u00a0la Ia\u015fi. Mi-a\u0163i spus, odat\u0103 c\u0103 a\u0163i fost \u015fi la Ia\u015fi.<\/p>\n

– Da. \u015ei la Ia\u015fi a fost la fel. Au vrut s\u0103 vie, s\u0103racii, \u00eencoace, cei\u00a0de\u00a0la Ia\u015fi. C\u00e2nd am auzit\u2026 La Alba Iulia, m-au invitat pe 24 octombrie, la s\u0103rb\u0103toarea Sfin\u0163ilor Rom\u00e2ni. Le-am zis c\u0103, dac\u0103 o s\u0103 tr\u0103iesc, o s\u0103 viu. \u201cVeni\u0163i, veni\u0163i, c\u0103 ne rug\u0103m noi pentru dumneavoastr\u0103.\u201d S\u0103 vezi\u00a0de\u00a0ce mi-au acordat titlul\u00a0de\u00a0Doctor Honoris Causa. Pe 12 octombrie ei au un colocviu interna\u0163ional, \u201cIntelectualul fa\u0163\u0103 cu secularizarea\u201d.<\/p>\n

– O tem\u0103\u00a0de\u00a0actualitate.<\/p>\n

– \u015ei ei \u0163in neap\u0103rat s\u0103 merg eu acolo\u2026<\/p>\n

de Teodora Stanciu<\/p>\n

romlit.ro<\/p>\n

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